I woke up that morning with Sir's hands on my body, kneading my breasts gently. I wiggled my arse against Him to let Him know I was awake. In response, His hand moved more forcefully on my breast, tugging at my nipple, while the other slithered down my belly to open my legs. I don't know why He had this power over me; I had been aware of Him for about thirty...
Warning: This story contains graphic scenes depicting pain and humiliation and has one watersports scene. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actu...
It was all just supposed to be an innocent game. I had just finished my first week at my new job, one I actually enjoyed. I was just an intern that spent most of my day filing paperwork and running errands, but this job had potential. For once I was not working some retail or telemarketing job . I grabbed a hot chocolate from a nearby coffee shop my coworke...
This is part 1 of a series. This story is "FICTIONAL." "Come in and have a seat Mrs. Jackson," Dr. Emerson said to her patient who was waiting in the waiting room. After sitting down, Dr. Emerson introduced herself to the patient. "Hello, I'm Dr. Emerson," As she put her hand out to shake Mrs. Jackson's hand. "Pleasure to meet you Dr. Emerson." "Pleasur...
True to her word, Britney did not come to me on Thursday. She was not home all day. Friday, she was home for a while but still she did not come to me. The weekend and then the Monday holiday, she did not call or come to me. I'm too old to wait long. Her body was magical and her taste was worth years of my life. But she was not surrendering. It was too much o...
There comes a time in everyone's life when they think back on what they've done and what they are doing now, and those thoughts leave that person feeling empty, wondering, what am I doing? What have I accomplished in my life? And have those things that I have accomplished amounted to anything? There is that time of unforeseen and unpreventable depression tha...
This story contains strong racial language and situations. There are also elements of NC, BDSM, incest, and romance in here. If any of these bother you, do not read this story. Do not send me flames regarding any of the above themes; you received due warning. A special thank-you to all my editors, you guardian angels. Her fingers slipped over the s...
The smoky aroma of pipe tobacco wafted through the air, tickling Francine's nose. Her boss, Micah had been at work all day and well into the night working on reports for a client. She'd stayed with him in order to catch up on work she'd missed and had ended up forming a nasty habit of working late alongside her boss. She rubbed her nose and inhaled the sens...
The palace was a hive of activity. La Contessa has returned from her country estate outside Padua to her town palace in Venice for the week. Her palace, overlooking Canale Rigolleto with views of the dome of San Marco, is one of the finest in 18th century Venice. She has announced that she is going to hold a party. Not a grand one, like her famous masquerade...
If you are not 18, do not read. This is for adults only. The following is a work of fiction. It contains scenes of domination, bondage, somewhat reluctant submission, and nudity. All characters are fictitious. F-dom/F, semi conc Copyright April 23, 2000 Office Detention: Part I Camille rushed into the office on Monday morning. Her heart pounding as she r...